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When I look outside and the yard is a blanket of crusty white snow, and I KNOW it's cold 'cause the cats water container is frozen, it's comforting to think of the worm closet. In the worm closet (really a storage closet) sits a container of worms snuggled into warm bedding, silently going about their job of breaking down our food waste and paper scraps. Maybe it's weird, but somehow just knowing they are there helps push back the winter blues that hit about this time of year. They just do their thing, oblivious to what's going on around them. OK, maybe it's cabin fever setting in.
Today I brave that cold that I dislike so much as a friend and I attempt our first outside walk to get fit. In-home walking is more my style (I LOVE Leslie Sansone!), but she has convinced me to venture outdoors. Today will be the trial. Barring slipping, neighborhood dogs and frostbite we plan to do this once a week. |
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